I made a bad choice a few years back and bought a real nice house that was surrounded by a real bad areas. Later made sense as to why it was cheap.
Several houses in our neighborhood started getting broken into. Many in the neighborhood saw individuals they considered suspicious.
One morning (real early), on my way to work, I left my home to see a young individual riding a bike. It didn't make a lot of sense to me. As he rode past my house, I grew a little concerned. I got in my car and caught up with him. I politely asked him how he was doing. I told him I hadn't seen him before and asked if he was new in the neighborhood. This conversation went on for about 30 more seconds before there was a gun in my face.
Had my neighbor not walked around the corner with her dog, I'd probably be done. He shot at my neighbor and took off running. I have little doubt that she saved my life. All because some teen hood dirtbag was looking for someone/someplace to make trouble.
I followed this puke because I left my house with my wife and kids inside it. I took a lot of crap for the way I handled this situation. I had a lot of people ask me why I confronted the kid. I couldn't drive away from my front neighborhood wondering if my family was in danger. You can go and hide or you can address the problem. None of you will ever know what I went through just because I asked what was going on. It is the only time in my life I have seen true hate and anger in someone's eyes.
I don't know what happened with Trayvon and Zimmerman, but neither do any of you. I just get a kick out of the media showing every baby faced 13 year old picture of Trayvon they can get their hands on. They fail to add that he is was 6'4" and 17 years old. No problem showing Zimmerman in his jumpsuit.